Oddly enough, this weekend I'm finally seeing a movie. Last one I saw was The Impossible, about a tsunami during a family vacation overseas. Before that it was... Captain America, so I don't get out much. Was planning on seeing 42 with my wife after we get our kids wrangled up and stabled elsewhere.

I have no plans to see this undoubtedly awful movie, and the implications drawn from the fact that they even decided to make another movie have increased my overall level of disappointment with humanity.